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Teen Ink Magazine, April 2001 : Fiction Articles

City Street
   A woman swam elegantly towards me through the crowdedstreet. She had long black hair, pale skin, and was wearing a dark and flowingdress that swirled in the river around her. She flickered between beauty andugliness as she moved ...
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Family Reunion
   Ring around the Rosie ...

We left the housemoments ago, leaving five smoking candles on my cake. Now we stand in a brightroom, my parents and I. I can see the backs of my uncles and aunts; they surroundsomething I can't see ...
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Holding My Breath
   I've always been able to hold my breath longer than mysister ...
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Lemonade Story
"What do I do?"

"Yeah, what do youdo?"

"What do I love to do, or what do I do?" ...
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List of One
This selection can be found in Teen Ink: Written in theDirt, the sixth in the Teen Ink book series, comprised all of fiction andpoetry. All six books are available in bookstores nationwide and online ...
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Sun-God
Most of my life
I wasted as a kid
I have regrets
For many things Idid
...
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The Pariah
   We are called The Pariah. There was a time when I was a person, a Citizen, Rana de la Fortuna. Now I am Pariah #64-18560, known by the name of Froggy. Four years ago I was dehumanized, my number tattooed across my back in two-inch tall black letters ...
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The Poem
   I found the poem in my grandmother's old glove box, anicely crafted oak thing made for those long, satin opera gloves no one has wornfor at least 40 years ...
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Waiting
   I lean my forehead and nose against the cool glass ofthe window and look out, watching the street rush past like a river. The car isfogged over as though the windows are covered with blankets. My forehead and noseleave imprints on the glass ...
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Winterlude, Michigan
Winterlude, what is it that I hear out there?
Amidst theworried sirens of your city ambulances and patrol cars,
As I take my dailytrek home through unshoveled sidewalks the dense shower of snow,
Through yoururban sprawl,
I can feel the snow crinkle beneath my tennis shoes, the onesfrom Mr ...
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